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Eivind August wrote:Motherfucking brown cheese up in this bitch.

Please explain. I do not understand.

It's your new God.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brunost

I've eaten bread with honey and brunost almost every morning since the dawn of time. It's the source of all my oscillating powers. Bow down, heathen, and tremble before the one true way.

I can probably send you one sometime. I guess you'd be able to acquire one in the US too. Just make sure you get the G35 from Tine.

Yes and yes.

I do love how often you Weegie dudes invoke your Norse powers. Am I wrong in thinking that it's kinda like how many Americans apply street cred to situations? We don't have to power of Odin to lean on, so we just try and adopt swagger when we want to appear large, or make a point. You can call me a heathen, tell me to bow down, and I'm like 'yeah, ok, that seems reasonable.' I assume you are a seven foot Nordic specimen, so maybe that helps a bit.

Also, maybe your love of oscillating fuzzes is an expression of a God-Gift.

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Invisible Man wrote: Dude, I forgot about Rock & Rye! I haven't had any in years...one thing I love about Faygo (besides the laughable prices) is that they do not give two shits about accurately naming their flavors. What the fuck is 'Rock & Rye?' Or, my personal favorite: 'RedPop,' which basically just tastes red. I think there may be a strawberry on the wrap, but...the flavor is just a color. Sort of like how banana-shaped Runts just taste yellow--nothing like a banana. Jean Baudrillard calls this the 'hyperreal'--where the false thing that is made in the image of a real thing actually becomes a real thing itself. Sign and simulacra.

Man, I came into the office waaaay too early today.

Reminds me of vanilla bean contra vanilla flavouring - many people these days consider vanillin to be the "real" vanilla flavour as they are so used to it from its use in the confectionery industry.

Fun fact: vanillin is the compound that makes old books smell so nice. It breaks down in those old, yellowed pages, and begins to aerate, so used bookshops start to smell like vanillin (among other things). A pretty different smell than you get from cracking open a bottle of imitation vanilla extract, though that is a nice smell, too.

But, yeah. Brown cheese, right?

Also, thinking more on the weight of Norwegian self-aggrandizing: thing of every time Sam Jackson calls someone a motherfucker (or equivalent) in a Tarantino flick, but replace it with him talking about Frigg, Tyr, or Valkyries and shit. I think it gets heavier. No?

Eivind August wrote:Motherfucking brown cheese up in this bitch.

One of my staff gave me some of this that his friend brought back from his trip to Sweden or some country in that general area and yeah, it was the best cheese ever.

Well I savored many foreign kinds of delicacies
Intoxicated till I can't tell what the hell I could see

Re: ME vs. CT "lobstah" rolls, ME has the edge. But I'm originally from New Brunswick and ours are the same as ME's (go figure, we share a border) and that's the way it ought to be done: huge chunks of lobster in mayo, cold, on a buttered, possibly grilled, roll. My dad and two of my brothers are actually lobster fisherman, I grew up with lobster in all its iterations (seafood in all its iterations), and this is my testimony.

You know where else New Brunswick shares a border with?

Land of the Donair.

Like I said, I grew up in NB and now live in QC.

For NB, it's fresh fiddleheads (served with butter and vinegar),



Sussex Golden Ginger Ale (beats the shit out of Canada Dry),



Mrs. Dempster's Donuts,



donairs (a rich tradition dating back to an influx of Greek immigrants that we are very proud of),



and lobster, which (contra that idiot Gordon Ramsay) is the same exact thing as ME lobster.



Next up is Quebec, and I don't really even need to tell you about poutine,



smoked meat sandwiches (preferably from Schwartz's),



sugar pie (the name is a very straightforward description of what it is),



and pudding chomeur (literally, "unemployment pudding").



America: live fast, die young, leave a beautiful corpse.

Canada: live fat, die in late middle age, maaaaaaaybe closed-casket services.

Chankgeez wrote:You know where else New Brunswick shares a border with?

Land of the Donair.

I'm from the East Coast of Canada, home of the bag pipe
Known for the fiddle players, beer and our keg price
Known for Alexander Keiths and the Donair
Home of the Mooseheads but I don't really go there
We pay a buck for a litre of gas and
Smokes cost $10 a pack and
We always mix our tobacco with weed, its just the way
we always done it, shit is natural to me

Holy shit, never thought I'd see New Haven pride [where I am from].

New Haven
Louis Lunch: there's a burger joint in Amsterdam that pays tribute to a hamburger joint in New Haven
Pizza. The birth place of fucking pizza. Modern is the best, but you've also got Sally's, Pepe's and the Spot. My dad grew up across the street from Pepe's when he was a kid.
Italian Pastries and Lemon Ice are really damn good.
Lobster Rolls from a place called Lenny's just outside of New Haven in Branford. To the Lobster Roll aficionados in this thread. When I visit my folks, I eat one almost every day. No joke. Two weeks each summer, almost a daily Lobster Roll.
Foxen Park Sodas.


Buffalo
There's a place called Amy's Place that has a weirdly good lentil sandwich...I know, sounds odd, but I remember it very fondly

Detroit
Unfortunately I didn't really find the good foods that easily while I was there. Tough place to be a vegetarian.
- Pita Cafe in Birmingham has this garlic spread that I could eat all day long that I miss.
- There was a crazy stacked pizza in a french bakery in Birmingham as well, not deep dish, just this crazy pie thing.
- The Royal Oak Farmer's Market had someone selling really crisp fried spinach that I still can't replicate
- Anything baked at Zingermans in Ann Arbor

Portland
Beer
Weed
Wine
Coffee
Chocolate
Local Crab and Salmon
Hipster haircuts and mustaches

Hyphen Nation wrote:Holy shit, never thought I'd see New Haven pride [where I am from].

New Haven
Louis Lunch: there's a burger joint in Amsterdam that pays tribute to a hamburger joint in New Haven
Pizza. The birth place of fucking pizza. Modern is the best, but you've also got Sally's, Pepe's and the Spot. My dad grew up across the street from Pepe's when he was a kid.
Italian Pastries and Lemon Ice are really damn good.
Lobster Rolls from a place called Lenny's just outside of New Haven in Branford. To the Lobster Roll aficionados in this thread. When I visit my folks, I eat one almost every day. No joke. Two weeks each summer, almost a daily Lobster Roll.
Foxen Park Sodas.

Foxen Park is the shit.

If/when you are ever back in CT, go to Lobster Landing in Clinton if you want to try and amazing lobster roll.

I've never made it out to Lenny's but I may have to stop there the next time I swing by Thimble Island Brewery. I am just rarely in the Brandford area.

Hyphen Nation wrote:Holy shit, never thought I'd see New Haven pride [where I am from].

New Haven
Louis Lunch: there's a burger joint in Amsterdam that pays tribute to a hamburger joint in New Haven
Pizza. The birth place of fucking pizza. Modern is the best, but you've also got Sally's, Pepe's and the Spot. My dad grew up across the street from Pepe's when he was a kid.
Italian Pastries and Lemon Ice are really damn good.
Lobster Rolls from a place called Lenny's just outside of New Haven in Branford. To the Lobster Roll aficionados in this thread. When I visit my folks, I eat one almost every day. No joke. Two weeks each summer, almost a daily Lobster Roll.
Foxen Park Sodas.


Buffalo
There's a place called Amy's Place that has a weirdly good lentil sandwich...I know, sounds odd, but I remember it very fondly

Detroit
Unfortunately I didn't really find the good foods that easily while I was there. Tough place to be a vegetarian.
- Pita Cafe in Birmingham has this garlic spread that I could eat all day long that I miss.
- There was a crazy stacked pizza in a french bakery in Birmingham as well, not deep dish, just this crazy pie thing.
- The Royal Oak Farmer's Market had someone selling really crisp fried spinach that I still can't replicate
- Anything baked at Zingermans in Ann Arbor

Portland
Beer
Weed
Wine
Coffee
Chocolate
Local Crab and Salmon
Hipster haircuts and mustaches

Yeah, Amy's Place has a food truck now, too. Their menu is really hit-or-miss, and that lentil sandwich is kinda their claim to fame. It's a cool greasy spoon near UB's south campus.

Detroit is a meat city, for sure. We need some fats under our pelts to survive these winters (as do Buffalonians). Eastern Market is great if you can make it when it's happening, and Greektown has some gems. Don't know much about Birmingham, honestly. I grew up on 8 Mile...yeah, that one. And I cycle back to street cred. By Odin's beard, I grew up on 8 Mile.